Like as the waves (Michael Gray)
- Editor: Michael Gray (submitted 2016-10-21). Score information: Letter (landscape), 6 pages, 193 kB Copyright: CC BY NC ND
- Edition notes: Part of an ongoing collection "Book of Sonnets" for SAB, piano
First published: 2014
Description: Part of an ongoing collection "Book of Sonnets" for SAB, piano
Original text and translations
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being-crowned
Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight,
And Time that gave doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth,
And delves the parallels in beauty's brow,
Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow:
And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand,
Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
William Shakespeare (Sonnet LX)